Yu Wu

What's going on...how can it be empty?

It was as if a spoonful of ice water was poured into boiling water, the boiling was temporarily extinguished, and the steam was dense.

Mo Xi vaguely thought in this drowsy miasma:

Why was there not a single shell coin left in the earthen jar even though a guest had entered his room?

Yes, are those people bullying him and not even paying him?

—— Mr. Xihe is serious, stern, and self-disciplined, like an invincible city, nothing can set this city on fire.

Except Gu Mang.

From a long time ago, whenever something related to Gu Mang happened, Mo Xi would not be able to restrain himself, and would become irritable, impulsive, irritable, and even lose his senses.

Later, when he became the coach, he lived and died with iron blood for several years, and he became more and more sharpened, but he still couldn't restrain his selfishness.In front of Gu Mang, he was not the number one commander of Chonghua, but an ordinary young man who couldn't control himself more and more, and was more and more eager to know how Gu Mang had spent the past two years.

Why did he become so calm, even indifferent.Can a person really be so calm in the face of ups and downs, favors and disgraces?

"Losing goods!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from outside, interrupting Mo Xi's thoughts, followed by the sound of footsteps, a woman approached cursing.

"I can't do anything well, the fuck will only make the guests unhappy, this traitor should be hanged earlier, I really don't know why Wang Shujun still wants to spare his dog's life!"

Mo Xi frowned slightly.

This is the steward of Luomei Bieyuan, Mother Qin.

A long time ago, Mr. Wang Shu intended to befriend him, and once sent Aunt Qin to arrange a dozen beauties with different styles to send to his army.At that time, Aunt Qin tried to persuade her, she talked wildly, and she didn't keep her people behind. Instead, she remembered that shrill and thin voice, which annoyed him with a headache.

"I can't cry, I can't laugh, I can't coax others, I can't be coquettish, every time a guest comes out of his room, I will scold my mother to the blood." The woman was angrily, her shadow was reflected on the window paper, Then scolded, "A complete loser!"

"........."

Mo Xi didn't expect his ideas to be so memorized. To say that Xihe Jun went to the brothel was enough news to make the whole Chonghua horrified, but Xihe Jun went over the wall to sneak around the brothel, which made Chonghua even more dumbfounded.

And if it is said that Mr. Xi and Jun sneaked around the kiln over the wall to steal the brand of their rival, the capital city of Chonghua might explode.

Mo Xi turned Gu Mang's face away, breathing heavily on Gu Mang's face, and asked in a low voice, "Where can I go out?"

Gu Mang coughed a few times and took a breath: "If there are guests here, the words outside the door will change color. She won't come in."

Mo Xi said angrily: "I'm not a guest!"

Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly: "Then you..."

Between the two of them talking, Mother Qin's reflection had already been reflected crookedly at the door, seeing that she was about to push the door and enter, Mo Xi glanced at him in the blink of an eye, and suddenly said to Gu Mang: "Don't be with me!" She said I was here."

"..."

The door opened.Almost at the same instant, Mo Xi let go of Gu Mang's hand and dodged to hide behind the screen.

Aunt Qin walked into the room, holding a water pipe in her hand. When she exhaled with her red lips, the room was instantly filled with a strong and pungent green smoke smell.

Gu Mang didn't hold back, and sneezed softly.

"I came to your room ten times, and the ten times I was coughing and choking, and I was counting on your death." Mother Qin rolled her eyes, "After raising you for so many years, I didn't see you die .”

"General Gu." She sat down at the round table, smoked a few more puffs of hookah, and said eccentrically, "There are only the last three days of this month, let alone thousands of shellfish coins in other rooms, even No matter how unpleasant, no matter how ugly they are, they can earn enough money to eat by relying on their mouth skills and smiling face to greet people."

She glanced at it.

"What do you say?"

"...no money."

"I knew you didn't have any money!" Mother Qin sucked on her pipe, "It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than failure. Except for a decent face, you have no other skills."

Gu Mang sneezed softly again.

"Why are you pretending to be weak and pitiful?" Mother Qin became more and more angry, she raised her voice and reprimanded, "Look at yourself, what are you keeping in that broken pot? My old lady raised you, and instead of making money, you lose money all year round!"

"..."

"If this continues, even if I can't move you according to Wang Shujun's order, I will have to kill that dog in your yard!"

Gu Mang didn't say a word at first, but when he heard that the dog was about to be slaughtered, he said, "I did everything you said."

"Hold your head, are you really an idiot?"

"It's because they didn't give me money. I'm..." Gu Mang paused, and said those two words, "Traitor."

Mo Xi listened from behind the screen. Although he couldn't see Gu Mang's expression, Gu Mang's voice was still calm, as if he was narrating a fact that was nothing special, without even a little guilt or shame. The word "traitor" is as light as a feather to him.

"Traitors shouldn't ask for money." Gu Mang said, "They said that I should do whatever I do for them."

In the side gap of the screen, Gu Mang's back was lonely.

"I owe them."

Mother Qin choked for a moment, and said angrily: "Yes, yes, you are a traitor, but what does this have to do with my mother? You owe them, that's true, but my mother runs a tile house, not a charity hall. What? There is a reason to lose money again and again! It doesn’t count if you lose money, and you are scolded by those distinguished guests every time!”

"How many times have I told you that when serving the noble masters, my mother can't ask for money, it's all up to you people to coax the masters to give it, no matter how much money you have, you can always coax some, but you What about it? General Gu, have you coaxed me?"

Gu Mang didn't say a word, and after a while, Aunt Qin's sharper voice came, piercing through the sky: "Why are you staring at me? Is it reasonable?!"

"You kneel down for me!"

Mo Xi originally thought that Gu Mang would not kneel, at least not right away.

But things once again exceeded his expectations. Gu Mang seemed indifferent, as if he didn't feel the humiliation, and actually knelt down in front of this woman.

"..." Mo Xi raised his hand to support the cold wall next to him, and the sound of blood rushing was buzzing in his ears.

Gu Mang, he actually...

Before he could finish his thoughts, there was a sudden sound of a whip being pulled down. He was obviously the god of war who had been wading through thousands of horses, but he was startled by this sound, his pupils shrank, and cold sweat broke out on his vest.

Through the narrow gap in the screen, he saw Gu Mang kneeling in front of Nanny Qin, the shrew stood up, with spiritual energy in her palm, a scarlet whip lashed Gu Mang's back fiercely.

The woman seemed to want to pour all the anger on Gu Mang that she had lost money in business but had no way to vent, she mustered up all her strength and smoked twenty or thirty times before she stopped panting.

During this process, Gu Mang didn't even say a word, he didn't even hum, as if he didn't care about humiliation or pain.

After beating her enough, Mother Qin put away the spirit whip, picked up the bong again, took a few puffs, and eased her heaving chest: "You also know that traitors are more disgusting than enemies, right? Then you should put more thought into it." Make them happy, let them pay the money obediently!"

Gu Mang repeated it, as if trying to understand the word: "Coax..."

"If you don't get paid again next month, not only will the client beat you, but even I won't let you off lightly! Think about it yourself!"

After Qin Madam finished speaking, she left angrily.

When Mo Xi came out, Gu Mang was still kneeling on the ground with his back facing him.

His back looks very indifferent.The neckline is very wide, and pale skin protrudes from the edge. All the way up, it is the neck that bends down like smoke, and all the way down, it is the bright red that burns up like ashes.

There were too many doubts about Gu Mang, he was too strange, too quiet, and too indifferent to life and death.Mo Xi felt that he had a lot of things he wanted to ask him, but staring at the blood that was still oozing out slowly, what finally slipped out of his lips was only one sentence:

"...The wounds on your body were all caused by her?"

"Not all of them." Gu Mang stood up from the ground, "Most of you came here to beat me."

"..."

"She has the most."

As Gu Mang said, he didn't even look at Mo Xi, and walked to the water basin by himself.

Mo Xi just wanted to say something more, when he saw Gu Mang took off his shirt, threw the blood-stained clothes aside, then picked up the water basin, and poured water on himself with a "wow".

There seemed to be some kind of magic spell on that back, which stunned the invincible Mo Shuai.

In Xi Hejun's memory, Gu Mang's back was tall and straight, broad and sharp, like a taut bowstring.There are very few scars on his back, and most of his scars are on the front, such as the chest, such as the waist and abdomen.

But under the dim light at this moment, the back that Mr. Xi He is familiar with has been completely changed. There are welts, knife wounds, and scorched and indistinct spell burns. It is hard to see a good piece of meat, let alone those bloody scars after being beaten just now. Mouth... how painful it must be.

But Gu Mang acted as if nothing had happened, casually washed away his blood with cold water, and then wiped it with a towel indiscriminately.

Mo Xi had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't want to say more, but he couldn't take his eyes off him.

He thought of Gu Mang in the academy, and sighed helplessly: "Junior brother, you are working too hard, can you still move your feet? Come, I will help you go back."

He thought of Gu Mang on the battlefield, immediately shot his gun, leaned against him, and said with a smile: "This wave of enemy troops is like mad dogs, if we die today, there will be no beautiful girl to accompany us, only I will accompany you , don't give up on it."

When all these past events came up, Mo Xi swallowed dryly, and finally asked, "Where are you Jinchuang Medicine?"

Gu Mang's eyes were a little dazed, as if he couldn't understand what Mo Xi was saying: "Golden sore medicine?"

"The bandage?"

"bandage?"

At this moment, Mo Xi didn't know whether it was anger or hatred, resentment or inexplicable pain.

"At least there should be a bottle of hemostatic powder."

Gu Mang stopped what he was doing and looked back at him. After a while, he finally understood, but he shook his head: "No, it will be fine."

Then he acted like nothing happened, then casually washed away his blood with cold water, then wiped it with a towel randomly, and finally walked to the low camphor wood cabinet, and found a crumpled shirt from inside. Clothes, put them back on like this.

Mo Xi saw him being so casual, and the manic depression in his heart became more and more vigorous——

He has seen many prisoners of war, strong, submissive, desperate for death, and traitors for glory.

But Gu Mang was not the same as the prisoners he had taken over before.Mo Xi didn't know what Gu Mang looked like at this moment, there wasn't even a trace of his familiar scent on Gu Mang, and there was no trace of humanity in him.

Don't cry, don't be humble, don't be afraid, don't complain.

It doesn't even seem to hurt.

After a while, Mo Xi asked, "Gu Mang, what are you thinking?"

He didn't expect Gu Mang to answer, but he was so bored in his heart.

But unexpectedly, Gu Mang actually answered.

He also answered very sincerely: "I want money."

"..."

"Others have it, I don't. Nobody gives it."

Mo Xi looked at him, at Gu Mang's expression when he spoke, at the way he spit out each word, and the feeling of strangeness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Everyone said, I shouldn't want it." Gu Mang said, looking at the crock pot fragments on the ground.Then he walked over, picked up the pieces, and piled them on the table. He still looked calm, but Mo Xi gradually discovered that the expression on his brows seemed to be dazed and puzzled.

Gu Mang turned to look at him: "You are the first one to give me coins."

Mo Xi was silent for a while, and said stiffly: "Why I gave it to you, you know it in your heart."

Gu Mang didn't answer immediately, he looked Mo Xi back and forth several times.This was the first time since Mo Xi entered the room that Gu Mang looked at him seriously, not the kind of indifferent eyes that dismissed guests.

Then Gu Mang stretched out his hand towards him.

"You still want it?" Mo Xi looked down at him, "Didn't you still plan to pay me back just now?"

"want."

Mo Xi was agitated for a while, in order not to talk to him anymore, so as not to get angrier, he gave him another gold shell coin.

Gu Mang took it without thanking him, and looked down for a while with his hands in his hands, then looked back at the broken earthen jar on the table.He thought for a while, then walked to the bed, rummaged under the soft mattress, and found a sachet.

He was about to open the sachet and put the shellfish in it, but Mo Xi suddenly realized something, his heart felt cold, and he got up suddenly.

"and many more."

"..."

"What's that in your hand?" Mo Xi's voice was low and dangerous, every word was in danger, as if a little force would be crushed between his white teeth.

"take it out."

It is a small sachet with exquisite embroidery.Thousands of miles of clouds and clouds are embroidered with gold thread, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are embroidered with silver thread, and red stone agate is embellished underneath. It is a valuable object at a glance.

Mo Xi stared at the sachet for a long time, his heart was filled with rage, and he slowly uttered a few words: "Who gave it to you."

The author has something to say:

small theater

Mo Xi: Who gave you the sachet?

Gu Mangmang: Guess it in the character column~

Mo Xi: There are only two people present, how do you want me to guess!

Gu Mangmang (villain face): Hehe, young man, then you should be perplexed and perplexed forever!

PS. Some opera excerpts and poems in the previous article are not original, but I forgot to make a note == Anyway, the opera is definitely not original!Poetry is not necessarily, let me squeak here!I must remember to make a note in the future~

PS. Let me introduce Luomei Bieyuan~ It’s not particularly important, so I won’t put it in the text, if you are interested, you can take a look~

Luomei Bieyuan is the place under Wang Shujun's men. Almost all the prisoners in it are prisoners from other countries (Gu Mang: raise your hand, and me), yes, and Gu Mang's classmate.The site covers an area of ​​about 2000 square meters, and has all kinds of entertainment facilities (Mo Xi: Hey, hey! What are you doing! Are you advertising for Luomei Bieyuan?)... Anyway, it is very shiny~

This place is only open to nobles. If you are not of noble blood, money is useless.Due to the special service object, the nanny can’t directly ask the customer for the fee. Think about it, if the money is charged according to the ordinary brothel, then the following situation may occur—(Nobleman A: I’m sick! I go in to play, you block the door first Ask me for money! Don’t play anymore! It’s shameless!), so it’s all coaxed by the little prostitutes themselves.

Generally speaking, the nobles will give money according to the price (Wang Shujun: Hehe, after all, I opened the shop, want to play for nothing? Wait for me to join you in front of the king?), but there are exceptions... such as Gu Mangmang... ...==Traitors are not worthy of money series 2333333 (Gu Mang: ...)

It's almost like this~~~~